private island

It all started with that love letter.

At that time, it was the second semester of the second year of high school, not far from the end of the semester.While eating in the cafeteria, he noticed that a boy in the next class often peeked at him.

A few days later, just after evening self-study, the boy called "Classmate Fan Xi" to stop him, stuffed him an envelope, and left a string of shy smiles before turning around.

The boy is tall and thin, not very handsome, but quite gentle.He didn't expect this person to act so boldly, blushing all the way, clutching the letter tightly.By the time I got home, the love letter was crumpled like a blob of bum-wiping paper.

He quickly got into the room, scanning every word with anxious and eager eyes: "I have been paying attention to you for a long time, you are very cute... Can I buy you milk tea after school tomorrow night? See you at the gate of Manguo Shiguang..."

He was so excited that he thought his spring had arrived.Just when his mother came in to deliver fruit and wanted to help him throw away the waste paper, he snatched it in a hurry and said it was a love letter.Naturally, his mother questioned him, and he came out with a feverish head, and said he was going to an appointment.

Then, the house is turned upside down.

The parents were screaming and mourning as if he was dead and having a memorial service.Sometimes he quarreled with his mother, sometimes with his father, and there were big quarrels between his parents.

The father said that his wife's family had a genetic problem, because Fan Xi's distant cousin also had this kind of goodness, and he liked to mess with men's asses.It can be traced back to kindergarten, when he once wore a skirt to take a picture, it must be the fault of that fall.

In the end, he even scolded: "You're so hot! When you were in elementary school, you wrote 'poor' as 'broken'. At that time, your brain will be meloned, and you will be perverted!"

His parents played mixed doubles on him and took him to medical treatment.He was full of grief and indignation, and he was in the period of rebellion. He randomly stuffed a few clothes into his schoolbag and ran away from home.

He has nowhere to go, sitting in McDonald's playing with the love letter, turning over the envelope only to see that it says "Please pass on to Su Pan, thank you" on the back.

He was wandering outside and absent from class for more than ten days before the farce ended. Naturally, the final exam was a mess.Of course Su Pan did not accept the boy's confession, because she thought the boy was an idiot who couldn't even write the letter clearly.

He smiled wryly, put away his memories and looked at Guan Sheng: "I was shocked at the time, but I didn't feel disgusted."

"I don't dislike it either. As long as everything exists, it has its meaning." Unexpectedly, Guan Sheng was quite tolerant and talked eloquently, "You said, is bending born or is it more affected by the environment? Can you go straight back?"

"Well... I don't understand," Fan Xi smiled coyly, "However, I have a cousin who is far away from me, and I have this tendency. It seems that I changed the curve the day after tomorrow, and then I can't go back straight. For Avoiding gossip from relatives and going abroad to do business."

Guan Sheng fell silent, with a troubled expression on his face.He picked up the shell bowl and sipped the fruit tea gracefully, as if drinking tea.

Fan Xi also drank sips, and asked, "Do you like Yu Keke's very beautiful girls?"

"Let's go with fate, it doesn't have to be too good-looking, just have good facial features, and get along comfortably." Guan Sheng stared down at the sandy ground, his tone was meaningful, and seemed to be tentative, "If you want to talk about fate, the one I have the most fate with seems to be you .”

Fan Xi could only hear that he was full of regret, so he pursed his mouth and said nothing.

The sky darkened, the sea became dark blue, and the birdsong became weaker. The island was about to close.Guan Sheng said firmly that the monster will not be active tonight because it has diarrhea.

They brushed their teeth and washed their faces together, climbed up the rocky mountain together, and started playing cards again.Fan Xi's luck is always not as good as Guan Sheng's. That's right, from the audition with tens of thousands of people all the way to the championship, luck is far beyond anyone's reach.

Back then, when the top ten competed for the hegemony, the contestants were evenly matched in terms of singing skills. Fan Xi and his friend Su Pan guessed that the champion must be Guan Sheng.The reason is very simple, the appearance is so good, it was called the ceiling of human appearance at that time.

He still remembers that when he saw Guan Sheng for the first time, he just came to the north to study.There was an autumn rain that day, and the cool wind poured in from the bedroom balcony.Holding the Mala Tang brought back from the cafeteria, he casually clicked on a live broadcast, which was the audition for the talent show.

The teenager in the video strode forward, stood still in the middle of the simple venue, and bowed slightly: "Hello, teacher judge, my name is Guan Sheng, and I am a freshman in the Conservatory of Music, majoring in modern music and production. I Want to present an original song from high school called "Out of Reach."

The young man has a face that can't pick out any flaws, so handsome that it makes people tremble, it doesn't look like he grew up eating whole grains.His smile was gentle and clear, but with a sense of alienation.A simple white shirt, jeans, a pair of old Converse, all the good things in the world are hidden between the brows, making Fan Xi forget to eat.

The judges were also amazed and asked several questions.It wasn't until the boy left the stage that Fan Xi thought of stirring Mala Tang, and the powder was condensed into a lump.

"Hahaha, you lost again." The young man in white was laughing wildly in front of his eyes, and a narrow light flashed in his eyes, "Come on, come on, I'm already hungry and thirsty for my finger snapping skills."

Fan Xi was in a daze for a moment, and resignedly raised his hair, showing his blue forehead, waiting for a burst of sparks flying all over the place.Unexpectedly, this time the man's movements were very light, like dusting off a speck of dust.He was a little surprised, and said, "Anyway, I won't show mercy to you."

"Just keep it in your heart." The man said casually without changing his face.

He sweetened his heart, and felt that he was being sentimental, so he shook his head and began to shuffle the cards.He remembered being treated as a gift from Papa, and the process of his mother making wine, and decided to try again tomorrow morning.First wrap the fruit in a banana leaf, ferment it for two days and then dry it in the sun, hoping to remove the sourness and bitterness.

He would never have thought that from this second, 6 days, 2 hours, 48 ​​minutes and 03 seconds later, the man in front of him would confess his love to him in a strange way.It never occurred to him that he felt unhappy at the time.

On March 3, the showers first stopped.

The grass and trees are verdant, and you can still hear the rushing sound when you put your ears up. It is the rainwater that has merged into a small waterfall and is pouring into the pool.The surface of the sea is golden, like spreading a layer of gold leaf.At this time, a few seagulls rested on the beach and began to comb their feathers.

Seagulls, seagulls, our friends, I will take you to drink at the critical moment.

Guan Sheng bit his lower lip, quietly picked up the pliers, aimed at one of the dumb ones, and smashed it!In front of his eyes, a warm picture of roasting seagulls with Fan Xi has emerged, that kid will be very happy.

Fluttering, the seagull was frightened and disappeared in a blink of an eye.He angrily picked up the pliers, sat back under the tree and continued writing songs.

Fan Xi said it was for convenience, but he had disappeared for a long time.He couldn't help being a little worried, even if the other party possessed unique skills and was much stronger than him.He fidgeted, uninspired, and looked around boredly, his eyes finally fell on Fan Xi's bag.

There is a corner of something sticking out, it is a small pocket book, which Fan Xi records every day.

Guan Sheng looked around, stretched out and retracted his hand.This is not good, after all, it is privacy.However, he will definitely be mentioned in it, and what will be said?Fans are always curious about the privacy of their idols, and they can't wait to peel off their underwear to see. They are curious about the privacy of fans, so what happened?At present, there is only such a baby fan, and he has to take responsibility and pay attention to the mental health of the other party.

He quickly let go of his psychological burden, and even a little confidently, he quickly pulled out the small book, and while paying attention to the movement around him, he peeked at it.As he turned the pages, he felt his throat constrict, as if he were opening its owner's heart.

The records are mainly expenses, with caprices and memos.

From the perspective of expenditure, Fan Xi's small life is quite nourishing. He drinks a cup of coffee, buys new clothes, and watches a drama every now and then.He mentioned that there is a school near the small supermarket at home, the store is his own, and he can sell one or two hundred sausages every day, so he doesn't need to worry about his parents' life.

"Today is the happiest day of this year. I am the happiest splash among thousands of 'voices'...Damn, so silly, hahaha, the happiest splash, hahaha my god..." The voice almost burst into laughter, and continued to browse.Ever since he accepted a part-time job as a bodyguard, his daily thoughts are mostly about himself, like a nympho, is he really a straight man?

"Oh, you're praising me for being handsome again. I'm so sorry for being so handsome..." Guan's voice was unstoppable, like a big bear holding a honey pot, scaring Shuaidai away.

Even during the Cold War, Fan Xi still did not forget to praise him for being handsome, and even gave him a nickname: handsome and compelling.

"The first day of the new year is coming to an end. It's so boring. He's so handsome and accompanied by a dog, but I can only talk to myself... Hmph, that brat dares to scold me." Guan Sheng raised the corner of his mouth and couldn't help laughing , and continued to read, "I dreamed of being spanked, so shameful... what is written here, I don't see it."

He teased, but there was a trace of sourness in his heart, and he was faintly jealous of the person who spanked Fan Xi's bottom in his dream.Straighten your neck, glance left and right, and return your gaze to the notebook.

"The handsome and compelling kidney stone has been committed. If there is a way, I want to hurt him for a while. After all, I still haven't lost my fan. How can I hate someone who I like for so long."

He raised his eyebrows, sighed with satisfaction, and continued to search for his trace between the lines with his heart beating faster and faster.I turned to the latest record, written yesterday: "Sheit! What should I do to make chocolate not like Sheit!"

Guan Sheng was at a loss, thinking for a long time and couldn't understand what Fan Xi wanted to express.Dreaming about chocolate?What is a sheit?Or did he want to write shit?Good guy, treat words as pinyin!Back then Fang Bo praised him for his good English, how did he pass the interview with this level.

Still, so cute.

The misspelled words are cute, the neat and tidy strokes are cute, the occasional stick figures are cute, cute, cute, cute... Guan Sheng is sweet, feeling the blood rushing in his body, turning into sweet fruit tea, and The brain is the smooth milk cap.

However, in the past month, Fan Xi never praised him for being handsome.

Why?He took out the harmonica, wiped it with a sigh of relief, looked intently, and met a rough man with vicissitudes of life.

Who is this, is it me?The legendary male god who "washes his face in front of the mirror and will be so handsome that he will have a nosebleed"?Obviously it was not bad yesterday, but why is it a bit awkward today?

He dropped the harmonica and scratched his hair angrily.

On the side, Shuai Dumb's ears moved, and he looked at him with eyes that seemed to know everything.In fact, its owner is still handsome, but the inexplicable throbbing in his heart at this moment made him start to care about his image.

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